Chapter 18: XVIII

XVIII Three men sat around a table that evening in the office of Sheriff Parker in the courthouse. The sheriff was one. Another was Commissioner Henry Lane. The third was Ed Stewart. The latter was talking. “Yep, after I talked to that nigger Williams, I rustled ’round among the niggers on my place. At fust, they wouldn’t talk much. But I found a way to make ’em! By God, a taste of a horsewhip’ll make any of ’em open up! Found they’s only two niggers we got to worry ’bout. One’s this ni…